February 4th 2007 2:11 pm
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On February 2nd, 2007, at 3:15 pm, we put Desi to sleep. After weeks of what started with an upper respiratory infection, then transgressed into uveitis, and then finally becoming more and more apparent it was FIP, there was nothing left we could do. The medications were no longer helping him, he was refusing all food, and he was becoming incontinent. He lost a drastic amount of weight, and was only 4.1 lbs at the end, and nothing but skin and bones. Despite that, he purred all the way to the end.

Rest in peace, Desi.

"They say memories are golden
well maybe that is true
I never wanted memories,
I only wanted you.

A million times I needed you,
a million times I cried.
If love alone could have saved you
you never would have died.

In life I loved you dearly,
In death I love you still.
In my heart you hold a place
no one could ever fill.

If tears could build a stairway
and heartache make a lane,
I'd walk the path to heaven
and bring you back again.

Our family chain is broken,
and nothing seems the same.
But as God calls us one by one,
the chain will link again."

- Anonymous